Sir, Please Mellow Down A Bit
Chapter 159

Chapter 159 I Refuse

The next morning, the entire villa was quiet.

Lyra was happy that she didn't need to see his face right after she opened her eyes. Her phone rang. It was a message from Susan. "Lemour's commercial shooting is going to start?" "And then?" Lyra was a little stunned.

Susan, "..."

After five minutes, she sent a message, "Don't tell me you don't know that you are the lead?"

Lyra looked at the phone screen, and her whole mind was buzzing. Of course, she didn't know.

Then, Liu Yuanyuan called. She was very excited. "Lyra, everyone in the company said that you went to Lemour."

"They even said that you are a commercial spy sent by Lemour. And Teacher Yun Xi was angered away by you." The more Liu Yuanyuan spoke, the angrier she became, and she wanted to quarrel with them. "Lyra might not even know about this." Kai Forest whispered beside her.

Liu Yuanyuan gritted her teeth and said, "Where you go to work is your freedom. What right do they have to gossip! And..." Lyra could no longer hear what she said. "Am I the only one for the commercial?" she asked slowly. She felt that this matter was not that simple. Previously, Hank and Alma were invited to shoot for their diamond commercial.

"You and Mr. Barnwell. Don't you know?" Liu Yuanyuan was also stunned.

Lyra gasped. No wonder she slept so soundly last night. So there was such bad news waiting for her. God was afraid that she would not be able to bear it, so he let her sleep well.

"I have something to deal with first." Lyra said and quickly hung up the phone. Then she dialed Hank. No one answered the phone. Just as she was about to call Keith, an unknown number called, "Miss Jones, I am the chief designer of Lemour. You haven't come to the filming site yet. Do you have any problems? If you need, we can pick you up."

Her attitude was very respectful.

However, Lyra directly refused, "Sorry, I don't know how I became your brand spokesperson. I myself don't know about this matter. I won't shoot it.".

She had just quit her job and immediately became the brand spokesperson of Lemour. She would be criticized by everyone in the industry. At this moment, Lyra had calmed down. This matter was most likely planned by Hank behind her back.

He wanted to force her out of the design circle.

She would never compromise and must make that man slap his own face. "But... Miss Jones, I hope you can consider this carefully. Our fee this time is very considerable." This kind of high-end series endorsement would definitely be very generous. However, when she thought about how she had to film with Hank, Lyra did not want to earn this money "I refuse." She hung up the phone and frowned, wondering what Hank would do next. However, after waiting for a long time, there was no new news on the Internet. The people of Lemour did not come to persuade her again. Everything was so calm and peaceful.

However, it was too quiet! The more Lyra thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong. Finally, when several luxury business cars drove into Barnwell family's door, she was dumbfounded. "Miss Jones, because you refuse to shoot, but our series of promotions will be out next week. This advertisement must be shot immediately. Therefore, you must cooperate, otherwise, the lawyer of our company's legal department will ask you to fulfill the contract through the law." "Contract? You guys got it wrong. I have never signed a contract!" Lyra struggled with all her might.

However, her struggle was futile. She was pressed in front of the makeup mirror and forced to change her clothes.

"Miss Jones, look, this is the entire set we are going to shoot today, the Glory of the Moon God." Helen raised her hand, and the staff behind her immediately brought up the display plate. Three bracelets, two necklaces, and a high-grade diamond ring that was more than ten carats.

Lyra looked at them and sighed, speechless. This series gave people a feeling of charm and softness. It was hard to say where it attracted her, but her eyes could not move away. "This is the work of our company's new designer, Anhua. What do you think? I heard that Miss Jones is also a designer. If there is a chance, you can consider working for our company." She directly handed over a business card and promised, "If Miss Jones signed with me, I can guarantee that you can design a set independently in half a year at the latest."

This sentence was full of temptation.

If she could take the lead under the banner of Lemour, it would be the same as gaining a firm foothold in the jewelry design circle, and there would be countless opportunities.

Lyra took a deep breath. She had to be sober and rational. There was no free lunch. "No need, I don't want to join any company for the time being." Lyra looked at herself in the mirror and slowly frowned. Helen was stunned, but she did not take back the business card and gently placed it on the table.

"Mr. Barnwell will be here soon. I will go and see how the preparation of the photography team is going." Finally, everything was set in the back garden of the Barnwell family's villa.

When Lyra was brought downstairs by the staff, Hank just happened to walk in from outside. The moment he saw the woman on the steps, his eyes flickered, and a trace of undisguised surprise flashed past his eyes.

The next second.

Lyra twisted her ankle. "Miss Jones, be careful." The staff quickly supported her. Lyra looked at her clumsy appearance and felt even more stifled. It had been a long time since she had worn such high heels and such exquisite clothes. The height of the shoes she had worn in the previous cocktail parties and dinner parties was within the scope of her control. However, the shooting of a commercial required a female model to be particularly exquisite and eye-catching. She felt that the skirt and jewelry on her body added up to more than ten kilograms.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she felt, so much so that when she stood

in front of Hank, her eyes were filled with disgust.

"Is it interesting to mess with me like this?" She frowned and stared at Hank.

The man's eyes returned to normal. If it was any other woman, they would be thrilled to get such an opportunity.

Moreover, with Lyra's current situation, she was not qualified to pick and choose.

"Aren't you very short of money? I am helping you." He spat out this sentence coldly and let the staff change his coat and accessories.

Lyra sneered, "Wow, thank you so much for Mr. Barnwell's kindness. By the way, you should know that this is for couples, right? You have already had a wedding with Alma, and you are shooting this with me, your ex-wife. Tsk, tsk tsk..."

She had already thought of a way to tell the paparazzi. She had to ruin Hank's reputation.

However, Hank was not as angry as he had expected to hear this. Instead, he directly stepped forward and held her waist in front of everyone. "It can't be helped. Alma is pregnant. I can't bear to see her suffer like this. Anyway, I won't give you a chance to show your face."